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As I refocus myself, there’s just me, Ace, and that little black puck between us.
I realize then nothing is going to stand between me and this game, not even one of the best defensemen in the league… I need to give it my all.
Jay sends a puck flying toward me, as I break free and skate around Ace toward the net. The seconds it takes to get there feels like forever. I can feel the sweat rolling down my back and the energy coursing through my veins.
I smash the puck with my stick, and the sound seems to echo through the rink and around the arena, even though I know that’s impossible. I watch as it flies toward the net and hits the back, thudding to the ground. Their goalie is spread out on the ice after missing the shot.
My teammates roar, as do the crowd of fans supporting us.
Ash is the first to wrap an arm around my neck. “Way to go!” he yells.
I can see even Coach Carter in a rare display of appreciation, jumping up and down with guys on the bench.
Fuck yeah. We’re back in it.
This is what I live for. This is where I feel alive.
I nod to Ash and my teammates, refocusing just as fast as the shot went in, as we have work to do yet.
So we’re one goal down, but we need another two in the net to win this fucking thing.
We’re three games each, the finals are so damned close….
With a second goal on the horizon, Jay is there again as hepasses me the puck. I dodge and weave, seeing Jake to my right, and I slip him the puck in a quick pass. He skates forward and deliberately slows play by drawing his stick back for the slap shot, bringing his defender forward, but instead of flicking itand taking the shot, he lets his stick drop, taking a fake shot. He makes his move easily around the defender and speed boosts toward the goal, slamming it through the goalie into the back of the net.
I’m fucking proud of the guy as I skate toward him and slap him on the back.
There is no doubt we’re all fired up with two goals in a matter of five minutes.
Our teammates quickly show Jake their appreciation, then we get back into position.
Just one more….
Easier said than done as the defense moves right on in. Back to their earlier tactics of blocking fucking everything.
On a quick shot across to me from Ashton, Ace slams me so hard into the glass I’m sure I hear something snap. I fall down, lying on the fucking ice and staring up at the stadium ceiling, coughing and spluttering.
Ashton's face appears before me. “You all right?”
I half sit, holding on to my side. I can’t tell if anything is broken, but I’m guessing not because surely I’d be able to feel it. One thing is for sure, that’s really gonna hurt tomorrow.
He helps me get back on my feet as Ty slaps me on the back and I shake myself out.
Fucking hell. One more like that and he might knock me out.
I feel fatigue trying to set in… but I hold off.
As the minutes tick down, I know I need this. I need to get the last goal in.
Even though we’re not even in the finals yet, I feel the victory before it even happens.
And Ace is gonna pay for that. Big fucking time.
The last three minutes of the game seem to go on for eternity.
I dull out the crowd once more and look up to the players bench, where I imagine Emmerson would be sitting if she was here. In my mind, she is jumping up and down, cheering me on… wearing my jersey.What the fuck?
I shake off the momentary vision, though it still lingers at the back of my mind. It’s just enough fuel I need to keep on going and get back into the play.
